LOVER'S KNOT

by Nevada Kerr


Love is a thing of naught
Subtle and tender
A gasping wastrel heir
Crushed by the spender

A rose heart light as air
Too rare to rend
The bed or den or lair
Where hard hopes bend

The swim against the stream
That knave and bungler dare
The tangled web they weave
Between the gin and beer

An aromatic balm
Wafting in the breeze
The volatile calm
Before the glacial freeze

Written by © Nevada Kerr
October 31, 2004.

Created: October 2004 © Paul Kinder

Last Updated: 21/11/04